4 Bad Boys and Me

4 Bad Boys and Me

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Angeline was just a normal emotional teenage girl. She wasn't popular, but she wasn't unpopular. She didn't have very many friends, but the ones she did have were very close to her heart. Angeline focused on her education more than her social life. she got straight A's and the teachers loved her. that was until the 4 boys moved to town. they weren't related but they somehow were always together. not even a week into the school year and they were already causing trouble. you could say they were the bad boys of the school. nobody seemed to notice Angeline, so why did they? a story of romance, jealousy, action, and mysteriousness © copyright 2015
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